Documents
I lost my driver's license (my purse was taken by my daughter, and she forgot it at the movie-theatre.)
There's a paper-trail I must follow to have my credit cards and driver's license replace.
I hate, loathe, and abhor all formal forms of Identification. I can't stand "Legal Documents", and as a result, I try to avoid them like the plague. Yet... I can't escape the reality that my life is OWNED by the use, misuse, and misplacement of COPIES and Originals.
Is there a breed of adoptee who does NOT lose-it when it comes to filling out or following paper-trails???
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Do lose it
I know you asked for people NOT losing it when it comes to paper-trails; I am not one of them. Paper work is my worst nightmare, not just because I actually dislike the work itself. Helping someone else out with paper work I do enjoy. My own papers I neglect as much as possible. A form with my name on it can easily send me into a fit of panic. I think it is some sort of control thing with me; feeling uncomfortable when reduced to a piece of paper; depending on the processing of that piece of paper; the idea there is sustainable proof of my actions that may backfire.
Papers
Can anyone explain this feeling/anxiety "when reduced to a piece of paper"? Is this a fear related to performance or is it the documentation of personal information, itself the source of anxiety? Is this commonly experienced by the adopted child?
Anxiety over paper-work
I also have trouble keeping track of papers, organizing papers, get extremely frustrated and anxious. For me, it's not the content, I have very few secrets and minimal boundaries. It could just be GAD (general anxiety disorder) which develops from our having to be perfect, always proving our self-worth, and still never being good enough. This then leads to the anxiety, causing us to be easily frustrated, angry, enraged, unable to think straight. Sound familiar?
the Power of a Piece of Paper
It could just be GAD (general anxiety disorder) which develops from our having to be perfect, always proving our self-worth, and still never being good enough. This then leads to the anxiety, causing us to be easily frustrated, angry, enraged, unable to think straight. Sound familiar?
ABSOLUTELY! However, I have always linked the burden to my Birth Certificate... it's unknown Whereabouts, and all the ficticious lives this altered document has made for me. Because of one piece of paper, (with or without it's raised seal of approval given by ME...), I was forced to create the living lie of being someone ELSE I did not want to be!